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William Lennox stared at file in confusion as he sifted through each paper.
"I don't understand, sir. What does this...Satyr..have anything to do with the decepticons?", he asked, his brows furrowed. As far as they were concerned, NEST was in charge of hunting down decepticon threat, not human threat.
The small screen showed the General lean back on his chair comfortably.
"The Satyr has contacted us concerning the file that was stolen weeks ago", General Morshower informed.
Lennox perks up at this, his brown eyes swimming with hope. For the past few days and nights, his team and the Autobots have tirelessly searched for the file which contained sensitive US and Autobot information. They were starting to lose hope, believing the worst may have come to pass.
"So, does this Satyr have the file or does he know where it is located?", Lennox asked, nervously awaiting for the answer.
"Therein lies the problem, it seems a decepticon was spotted in one of his establishment two days ago. We have to believe the file is already in decepticon hands, unless, it went there purely for its enjoyment", Ltg. Damien sat down beside General Morshower, his face stern and cold.
Optimus mentally sighed at the use of the word it. They were not some object. They were alive and they could feel. However, this did not make the Prime feel ill intent towards the humans as some of his comrades did (though they did not admit it, with the exception of Sunstreaker, of course).
To the young Prime, the humans were like children, trying to understand the confusion and revelation that they were truly not alone in this vast universe.
He was fond of them and their beautiful little blue planet.
Lennox frowned at this and glanced at the Prime who seemed to be deep in thought.
"Do you want us to get rid of the Satyr?", Lennox turned his attention back to General Morshower.
"No, all we need is intel on those files", General Morshower replied.
"I see", Lennox looked down at the file once more, his eyes drawn to a woman who's face was concealed by her long raven hair.
"What of this woman?", he asked, noticing that in every picture she stood by the Satyr's side.
"We believe her to be his mistress of some kind. She is presumed to be harmless, but do not engage her nor harm her as she is known to be his 'prized jewel' whatever that means", Markus, a soldier who sat on the right of the General Morshower, replied.
"We also have word of the Satyr possessing a dangerous weapon, so tread with caution", Markus finishes as he closed his file.
"Despite everything you've heard, the important thing to remember is that the Satyr is still a highly influential man, whatever you see in there, ignore it. Your mission is to merely gather whatever intel you can of the decepticons and get out. Do not play heroics", Ltg. Damien gave Lennox a stern look.
"Understood, sir", the video calls ends and Lennox shuts the file, sighing tiredly. He turns to Optimus and sighs once more.
"What do you think, Optimus? Are humans and decepticons working together?", he asked. Optimus looked away, pondering over the question. Though the decepticons did despise 'weaker' life forms, it wouldn't be impossible for them to use humans for their schemes.
"It is possible", Optimus looked back at Lennox.
"Right...", Lennox mumbled as he ran a hand through his brown short hair.
"Carlson, Johnston, you're with me", Lennox ordered.
"Yes, sir", Carlson and Johnston responded in unison.
"Epps, you too", Lennox turned to his best friend and comrade.
"Got it", Epps nodded, grabbing the files.
"Optimus, choose three Autobots to come with us. Carlson, Johnston, help debrief them on the mission. We'll leave tonight", Lennox turned to the Autobot leader, who gave a short nod before walking away.
"Yes, sir", once again Carlson and Johnston replied in unison before descending the platform and following the Prime.
"So, you're not gonna tell them that we're going to a Gentlemen's Club", Epps spoke up once they were alone.
Lennox gave Epps a side glance as the pair began to walk.
"Let's not worry about that now", Lennox cleared his throat.
"Right...", Epps gave Lennox a look.
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A boisterous laugh reverberated off the walls as a man fell to the floor with a thump, eyes wide and lifeless.
The man, who had laughed so coldly and maliciously, tapped his cane against the tile floor once, then twice.
Immediately, a figure jumped down from the window and walked towards her master. She knelt beside him and kissed his hand which gripped the cane.
"My lovely weapon", he placed his other hand over his jewel's head, petting it tenderly.
The woman remained silent, no expression whatsoever on her face. This didn't upset the man, in fact he enjoyed his doll's empty gaze. It served as proof that there was no individual thought in it's mind, no fear, no happiness, nothing.
The jewel was his.
His to command.
His to use.
His to play.
"Fetch", he ordered.
The woman blinked and stood up, making her way towards the corpse. She knelt down, then stood up, her hand grasping a bloodied metal arrow that glinted in the moonlight.
Her skin suddenly prickled and she immediately spun around in the direction of the door.
"Come in", the man called out.
Two women entered the dark room and bowed.
"The guests have arrived, Master Satyr", one spoke softly.
"They are waiting", The other continued.
"What do you wish for us to do?", they asked in unison.
"Tend to them with care. I will be out soon", the Satyr tapped his cane.
"Yes, Master", the women replied in unison before standing up straight and exiting the room.
The Satyr tapped his cane again and the silent woman obeyed, quickly going to his side.
"We have special guests today, my little jewel and I have a feeling that things will get interesting", the Satyr's voice was laced with sadistic excitement.
He glanced at his doll and as usual, it's face was blank and devoid of any emotion.
This caused him to break into a wide grin of malice and glee.
Yes, indeed.
This doll truly was his...
..and he couldn't wait to use it against them.
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